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#FreemyThugz
Hip-Hop/Rap
#FreemyThugz was released on July 13, 2026 by RiskTaker as a part of the album TIME SERVED
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Release DateJuly 13, 2026
LabelRiskTaker
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
RT 3man
RT 3man
Vocals
Malik Eastman
Malik Eastman
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Malik Eastman
Malik Eastman
Lyrics, Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Malik Eastman
Malik Eastman
Producer, Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Free Chop and free all my thugs
Slime, slime
What? What?
You say they got Chop
(Yeah they say the Marshalls picked him up)
The places you would go if you were just free
He got to die you know you sow what you reap
Gon’ be mission complete
Lace up the DC kicks, cmon
And you know they all black
I lost my damn mind I’m so bound to catch a hat
He said “once you get a taste of the blood
It’s hard to go back”
I’ll get your blood on top my hands
Then disinfect it with a bird bath
Remember times I got on my knees
I thought of suicide
You ever care so much youn’ care no more
So you put your life on top the line
On top the line
On top the line
See the anger dancing in my eyes
My sister still sees the kid
The one who turned so cold
His heart got hypothermia
Let’s call it dry ice aye please do not touch
Cause it burns the ones I love
Don’t want it to be this way
But everyting my heart touches
It tends to go away
Ima die this way
No I can’t be saved
I been ducking all these fed trails
Got court tomorrow
Finna go home
Went in front the judge
Got denied bail
Like 4 or 5 times
But I’m the son of Bonnie and Clyde
So I say get that ****
Don’t care if you scared for your life
You better pull that Trigger
Split that ****
Find his whereabouts aye trace his schedule
I can show you how to catch a body
From riding with different levels of killers
I know a **** who real life Itachi
Bounty hunter, ain’t talmmat’ blood
Free chop and all my thugs
I seen **** fall in love with this shit
But why?
The streets don’t love nobody
Nobody at all
I don’t know about you
But that hot shit turn me up
I fell in love with toting guns
But it won’t no just because
You move on a lick
Or get an idea
I’m showing you pistol love
Don’t make me blow my gun
Ask them last **** I made them fucking run
Aye rude boi?
You badman right?
Yeah long time, long time
My ancestors watching over me
I see, I see
You got a gift
Don’t let nobody take it away from you
Or off the streets
I took Luh Mo in hiding
He was on the run
I fuck round let my thoughts win
Zay take my gun
If I get out my body
I will make you run
Looking forward to a change
Shit at least just one
Tendencies of a rude boy
This instrument make me a rockstar
It can play some tunes that bitch angelic
Like this guitar
Top shotta
The places you would go if you were just free
He got to die you know you sow what you reap
If they free my shotta
Then you will die on the scene
Your soul will leave your body
Then you will finally be free
That’s a mission complete
Written by: Malik Eastman
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